C12 (1/2)

In the morning, a soft ray of sunlight pierced through the glass, illuminating the dark room.

As the light in the room intensified, the unconscious Bai Xishan's eyebrows twitched, and his tightly shut eyes slowly opened.

”Grandfather, you're awake. You're finally awake.”

”Uh, that Grandmaster Chen is probably around twenty years old, and his medical skills are the highest I've ever seen. He only used over an hour to save you from the gates of hell.” Because Ye Zichen was wearing a human skin mask, Bai Jiangshui could only guess vaguely. However, he also felt that it was a bit ridiculous.

”He's around twenty years old and possesses a medical skill that surpasses even the imperial physician. Could that person have come from an illusory sect?” Bai Xishan's snow-white brows slightly twitched as he muttered to himself.

And sects were existences that surpassed the royal power of the mundane world. The lofty sects of the Soul Dueling Continent could control the prosperity of an entire country.

”Sect!” That's right, only the geniuses of the sect can have such a profound medical skill. ” Bai Jiangshui's eyes lit up as he agreed.

”Jiang Shui, is that genius doctor still in the mansion?” Bai Xiashan sat up with the help of Bai Xiya and asked.

”He left after getting his reward last night. We couldn't keep him.” Bai Jiangshui regretfully said, ”Fortunately, I doubled the reward and more or less formed a good relationship with him.”

If Ye Chenfeng really did come from a sect, then it would definitely be worth it for the Bai Clan to befriend him at all costs.

”It's also good to be on good terms with him.” Bai Xiushan nodded and said, ”Jiangshui, Xiya, when there's nothing else to do, you guys go take a look around the city. If you meet that Godly Doctor again, you will definitely invite him back.”

”Alright!” The father and daughter duo nodded.

Just as the father and daughter from the Bai family were looking for Ye Chenfeng with hope, the disgraced soldiers were also searching for him. They had suffered a huge loss of face.

However, the father and daughter of the Bai Clan had come to find Ye Chenfeng to repay their gratitude, and the Three Lions Army had come to avenge themselves.

Mountain forest, deep pool, crane shadow, late autumn …

Early the next morning, Ye Chenfeng, who had regained his true self, spent close to one hundred eighty thousand silver taels to buy sixteen low-grade soul crystals. He then entered the White Cloud Mountain Range to train.

In the depths of the White Cloud Mountain Range, beside a quiet deep pool, Ye Chenfeng held two milky-white low-grade soul crystals in his hands, while he quickly circulated the Soul Devouring Technique to cultivate.

After an unknown amount of time, suddenly, the sound of two crystals shattering sounded out. The two soul crystals in Ye Zichen's hands lost their luster and turned into dust, before falling onto the ground through the gaps of his fingers.

”Peak Rank 1 Spirit Beast, physical strength increased by 10%.” Sensing the change in his body, Ye Zichen revealed a faint smile, took out another two precious soul crystals, then continued to circulate the Soul Devouring Technique to cultivate.

One after another, streams of pure soul power flowed into Ye Chenfeng's body like tides, and were devoured by the blood eggs within his soul.

As more and more soul power was devoured by the Blood Egg, a crack appeared on its surface. When the crack became more and more clear, a powerful soul power gushed out of the Blood Egg and broke through the bottleneck, breaking through to become a second grade spirit beast.

The moment he broke through, Ye Zichen opened his eyes, which were tightly shut, and a bright light shot out.

After breaking through to the second grade spirit beast rank, Ye Chenfeng's soul power had increased by more than two times, while his physical strength had also increased to 1500 jin.

Furthermore, the reason why he was able to break through to the second grade spirit beast stage so quickly was entirely due to the Soul Devouring Arts. The strong devouring power of the Soul Devouring Arts was beyond imagination.

”Sigh, if only I had an endless supply of soul crystals.”

As his strength increased, the consumption of soul crystals would increase. If Ye Chenfeng wanted to raise his strength in a short period of time, he would have to think of a way to earn some low grade soul crystals or directly devour the enemy's soul beast.

Just as he was doing his best to consolidate his cultivation base, a terrified female scream suddenly sounded out in the silent forest, startling him.

”What a familiar voice. Who is this?”